A/N: Yea, I'm pretty much in love with this chapter, and I've been fantasizing about putting it up for almost two weeks now. I hope you love it as much as I do. Because I certainly love all of you. Anyways, REALLY good chapters coming up, just to let you now. We get into some action, forbidden romance, drama, muttersdeathmutters.

Disclaimer: I own Teen Titans. Really, I'm wasting my time writing this story for no money when I could put it on the air and make tons of money out of it. Really, I'm not being sarcastic at all! (mutters idiots)

TT2

Sunday September 6, 2019

"I'M BORED!" Taku exclaimed, letting his phrase ring about the entire living room.

"Must you be that loud?" Kyle asked, rubbing the insides of his ears delicately. "I have the biggest headache. I've never listened to so much loud music in one night." He sighed and leaned back onto the couch.

"Stop complaining," Danny cut in, from the spot where he was lying with his head on the headrest. "I saw you all cozy with Sara on the roof last night."

Kyle blushed an endearing hue of crimson. "Shut up. My interest for her is purely professional and platonic. She's a teammate, not a friend," he denied stolidly. If Danny didn't know any better, he would've believed it.

"Whatever."

"What do we have to do without the girls around?" Taku asked, busying himself by trying to blow a straight lock of ebony hair from his eyes.

"We can paint our toes and share our feelings!" Danny exclaimed sarcastically. The other two boys, though, did not pick up on this sarcasm and began to stare at him weirdly. "It's what the girls do when we're not around," he replied with an aggravated sigh. "I was kidding anyways."

"I think we should-" but the alarm began to ring incessantly and their communicators began to ring. They were already dressed, knowing Sara or Clara wouldn't be there to magically dress them.

Kyle was up in seconds and bound to the computer, typing in the access code. Blueprints, a picture, and a report came on the screen. The blueprints were of the Jump City branch of S.T.A.R. Labs. The picture was of a black silhouette.

"There's been a break-in at S.T.A.R. Labs," Kyle started, typing in another access code to bring up the report and a single section of the blueprints. "A black shadow was spotted as guards were making their Sunday rounds…no one's ever there on Sundays, so the guards come in to check up on everything. Titans, GO!"

Within minutes the teenagers were on the road, Hawk on his motorcycle, Taku resorting to stretching his limbs at great lengths at a time to catch up, and Danny creating a cloud of air to carry himself. It was hard not having the girls there for transportation.

"The girls won't be joining us. We're taking this one alone, boys!" Hawk shouted. "Whoever this is, he's going down!"

Hawk took a sharp turn onto Creek Boulevard, motioning his teammates to follow him with a sweep of his hand. "So, where is the S.T.A.R. building?" Danny asked

"Just up ahead!" Hawk replied, revving his vehicle, before pushing the gas a little harder. He slid to a stop in the parking lot, jumping off his motorcycle and starting to run towards the door. He pressed a button on the side, and the intercom began to crackle.

"State your name and-"

"Teen Titans!" the three boys replied hurriedly.

"Enter," the voice replied.

"The figure was seen on the fourth floor. The guards should be racking this place to find him," Hawk informed them. He ran towards a metal door at the end of a long hallway covered with other doors, one of which, read Victor Stone.

Hawk slammed open the door that revealed a staircase that ran along the edges of the wall. He reached into his utility belt and produced a grappling hook which he shot up to stick into the ceiling he propelled himself up to the fourth floor landing. Danny used a cloud to float himself to the same place, as Taku retracted his arm and launched it to spring himself up.

"Stairs waste time," Hawk joked with a half smile as he made sure his male teammates were accounted for and started through the heavy metal door.

"I can see that," Taku replied with a roll of his eyes, as they began running towards the sector the criminal had been spotted in. They approached two security guards running, who instantly whipped around at the sound of an intruder, but sighed in relief when they saw it was the costumed Titans.

"He went that way!" one of the guards informed them in a gruff voice, pointing towards a curve in the hallway. "He went left!"

The Titans skidded as they came to this corner and started left. There was a longer hallway, covered in doors, with an open door at the end. Just ten yards before the door was the black shadow.

"STOP!" Hawk yelled, picking up his pace so he was running the fastest he had ever run in his life. The criminal tried to pick up his pace, but could not match Hawk's speed. The criminal tried to reach the door, but Hawk had slid under his legs, picked himself up, and shut the door before the criminal could even register what had happened.

"What the-?" his voice was distorted. The criminal turned on his heel and then saw Danny and Taku coming his way. "Shit!"

He quickly slipped into the door on his left and began running through yet another hallway. "I said STOP!" Hawk yelled, running after him.

"LIKE I'M GONNA LISTEN TO A TITAN!" the criminal yelled back, launching himself up and kicking through a hidden trap door in the ceiling to the roof. Hawk, Danny, and Taku soon followed.

Taku stretched himself to the edge of the roof where the criminal was headed and stretched his torso out, creating a shield.

"Now tell us!" Hawk demanded, as he skidded to a halt in front of this adversary and stared him down menacingly. He was only two or three inches taller than Hawk, and from what he could detect of his voice it sounded aboutfifteen or sixteen. "Who are you?"

"My name? Simple. I'm Black Baron." He pushed back the folds of his long black cloak to reveal a full black body suit complete with mask. His hands, his chest and his face had three silver slashes each. A silver belt was slung around his waist.

"What do you want?" Kyle spat out through gritted teeth.

"I already got what I want, you pathetic excuse for a hero," he sneered. Black Baron pulled off his glove and revealed underneath was a vial of transparent neon green liquid held by a tiny holder jutting from the arm of his suit. "Truth serum." A long, thin scar was running up his palm, to the tip of his middle finger, magnified by the bottle. Black Baron replaced his black glove. "Now if you don't mind…"

"In fact, we do!" Danny grunted, producing a fire blast that just missed his side.

"You dunce!" Baron hissed. "If this serum ignites, it'll blow us all to high heaven!" Baron retaliated with pulling out a round silver disk and tossing it to Hawk and Danny's feet. It produced massive clouds of black smoke.

Taku pulled back from his shield and stretched his neck to look above the smoke. Baron was about to jump from the roof. "He's getting away!"

Hawk ran through the smoke, hand cupping his mouth, with three hawk-a-rangs ready in his hands. He could hear the shuffling of his newfound enemy and took aim, before throwing them.

"ACK!" Was heard. The smoke cleared soon after,. It revealed Baron trying to get himself unstuck from the roof, which Hawk's hawk-a-rangs had expertly done.

With a mighty tug he freed all of them, and took a daring leap. Taku stretched his arm forward and wrapped it around his legs. Danny used air currents to lift him back to the roof. Baron stretched out his palm and out came a thin silver laser, burning Taku's arm. He withdrew it immediately and began grunting in immense pain. Baron used a jagged piece of metal to throw off Danny and escape his air currents, before swiftly running just a centimeter from Hawk's grasp and jumping off the roof. He floated to the ground and somehow landed safely four stories below, before running into a dark alleyway.

"God-" Hawk started, but stopped himself and refrained from swearing. It was a bad example to set for his younger teammates. Hawk pounded his fist into his hand and settled for gritting his teeth in anger.

"Help me!" Taku asked desperately. "Help!" His voice was cracking and he seemed moments away from sobbing.

"Taku?" Hawk asked worriedly, turning around and rushing to his fallen teammate. "What's wrong? I thought you couldn't get hurt?"

"Apparently I'm not invincible-" he gasped in pain. "-to lasers."

Hawk moved the hand that was covering the burn on his arm and his eyes widened. There was a long jagged streak on his arm, bright red and beginning to turn purple. "Crud."

"It hurts. Real bad," Taku told him, returning his hand to its original position.

"C'mon, let's get you home to the medical ward," Hawk started, helping him up and starting him towards the door that led to the inside. With his free hand Hawk pulled out his communicator.

"Taku…man…are you ok?" Danny asked, joining on the other side to help him.

"Just jolly," he replied, wincing in pain.

"Sara…Clara…someone, please, pick up," Hawk pleaded over his static-y communicator. A blurred face appeared on the screen, and the image cleared into Clara's face. Behind her, a yellow dress was being thrown onto a pile of other brightly colored dresses.

"Yea?" she asked. "What's wrong, you sound worried? How was the bust, did you three do ok?"

"No, we didn't. The criminal got away and Taku's hurt…bad. We need one of you or both of you home right away to heal him," Hawk demanded.

"Taku's hurt? How?" Clara asked inquisitively.

"Is that a hint of worry in your voice?" a voice in the background asked.

"KIMI I SWEAR TO SATAN IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP THIS INSTANT I WILL-" Clara began to yell.

"Break it up!" another voice announced, which was most likely Sara. Her bright and jubilant face then appeared on the screen. "Sorry bout that. One or both of us will be home as soon as we can. Hang tight, Taku. Don't die on us."

"I'll try not to," he replied with a feeble smirk.

"Is it that bad?" Sara whispered when the communicator had centered back on Hawk. He looked a little hesitant to answer. "Ok."

The communicator focused back on Clara. "We'll be there right away with Kimi. Taku, smile for me." Taku smiled, though not quite as large as his normal smile. "Now there's the Taku I know. Hang in there. Clara, out."

Taku groaned as he clutched his arm tightly. "It hurts. It hurts so much," he began to whine.

"Crud…" Danny started. "How are we supposed to get Taku home?"

Suddenly, something materialized just in front of them. The three boys yelped and jumped back, surprised as the blurry form cleared as Clara. "Hey boys," she greeted in her normal bored voice. "Two seconds after we hung up, Sara and I figured y'all wouldn't be smart enough to figure out how to get Taku home."

Danny and Kyle Shared annoyed looks, but Taku looked delighted. "Get me home!" he whined, clutching his arm tighter. "It hurts like a-!"

"Hold your tongue!" Clara snapped. "There's no time for cursing like that."

Taku sighed. "Fine Mom," he mumbled. "Just get me home!" Kyle and Danny relinquished him and let Clara take a quick look at his wound. Her countenance was that of mangled surprise.

"Kyle, Dan, get home as fast as you can," Clara told them seriously. "Taku, c'mere." She took his arm and her eyes began to glow black. "Mokree tinax litu," she chanted, before they began to whirl around, and within seconds, had disappeared.

"Get on the bed," Clara ordered, rushing towards a cabinet and pulling out a few necessities.

"Under any other circumstances, that might sound very risqué," he joked. Clara rolled her eyes as he laid back on one of the hospital wing beds.

"You are so immature," she sighed. Clara walked back to the bed and dumped the necessities on the bed stand. "Move your hand."

"Really? I would think a comment like that would mean I was mature..." he trailed off thoughtfully with a small smirk "What do you think?"

Clara let out a soft, irritated breath. "Move you hand," she ordered again.

Taku did as he was told, before sitting up slightly so his back was resting against the headboard. "Wait…would you mind…" Taku blushed slightly. "I feel awkward asking, but do you mind grabbing those pillows over there and putting them behind my back?"

Clara raised an eyebrow, but complied, grabbing two pillows from the nearby bed and placing them gently behind Taku. "Thanks."

"No problem," she replied curtly. Clara nodded her head in disbelief as she carefully surveyed Taku's wound. It was on the middle of his forearm, a long, jagged, red streak that had the beginnings of purple, blue, and black bruising. Not to mention there was a considerable amount of swelling. "This is horrible." She clucked her tongue.

"Apparently, I am vulnerable to something," he joked, but hissed in pain when Clara lightly put pressure on the wound. "That hurts."

"I can tell. Martana Kiannar," Clara whispered, her eyes glowing black. Taku's eyes widened and he gasped in pain as Clara's hands stayed rooted over the wound. After she had removed her hands, the wound was reduced substantially, but still looking rather nasty.

"Why-?" Taku started, but Clara cut in.

"My powers are only charged so much, and I as a person can only do so much," she explained. "How much I can heal your wounddepends on my healing abilities, the size of your wound, how much energy I have within my body, and many other variables."

"Oh," he replied, dumbfounded.

"It'll be very sore for the next few days. I strongly suggest you don't use this arm," she told him, grabbing a bandage from the nightstand and beginning to wrap it on his arm.

"But-"

Clara gave him the deadliest look she could muster, and he promptly shut up. "That's what I thought," she replied, finishing the wrapping and pinning it together with the clip. "I'll see it tomorrow and heal it some more, but even with my healing, it'll still be sore. You might have a mark for a while too."

"Thanks," he whispered softly, looking up and watching her with his large, emerald eyes. "You're like my own little nurse."

Clara half-smiled. "Don't get too used to it. That was an unusual act of kindness on my behalf," she joked. "I am not, under any circumstances, anyone's little nurse."

"But it's me," he responded in a sickeningly sweet voice, followed by an even more sickeningly sweet smile. "You know you want to be my little nurse."

Clara smirked and brushed back small strands of emerald hair. "If you get hurt as often as Kimi does, I guess I'll have to be your little nurse."

"Well, just because I'm not hurt doesn't mean I don't need healing," he murmured, his eyes shutting softly as Clara leaned down and he leaned up.

"CLARA! TAKU!" Kyle's voice sounded. Seconds later, after they both snapped back to their original positions, Kyle appeared in the doorway. "Kimi and Sara are here. We're having an emergency meeting in the living room to discuss our new adversary," he stated with a smirk. "Go get changed and meet up in the living room in ten minutes, m'kay?"

"Ok," they replied in unison. Kyle looked between the two and then evaded the doorway. Clara offered a hand to help him off of the bed and he accepted gratefully.

"Thanks," he told her. "I just hope this arm heals soon."

"No problem. And don't worry, it will heal soon," she replied. "I promise. My magic's never failed me before." Taku smirked.

They walked side by side in silence until they met the point where they had to diverge to go to their separate quarters. A slight awkward silence met them. "Uh…I have to go to my room, so uh…see you in ten minutes."

"Uh yea. Same to you," he replied awkwardly, with a short smile, before he jogged into his room and let the door shut tight behind him.

TT

"Hello," Kyle started with a small smirk as all of his teammates gathered in the living room ten minutes later.

"Hi!" Sara replied jubilantly, but that was it. Danny and Kimi were huddled together discussing something apparently hilarious, while Clara was sitting there, staring into space and Taku was listening to an mp3 player.

Taku pulled out his earphones just as Kyle began speaking again. "Do y'all mind listening or do I have to do this the hard way?" he asked.

"I'll listen! Kimi jutted in. "I'm interested in hearing about this mysterious 'Black Baron'."

"I swear, this guy's got an ego problem," Taku murmured unhappily. "I'm suing him if my arm never heals." He patted the side of his arm where it would not hurt. "This is gonna be in pain for quite a while."

"Oh stop whining, you big baby," Clara retorted. "I told you that you'd be fine. And trust me, I am always right."

"Talk about ego problem," Taku mumbled. "You are the most-" he started to tell her, but Kyle promptly interrupted and put an end to their pointless little argument.

"Now, kiddies, stop your flirting. We have business to attend to," he started simply.

"Flirting? KIDDIES?" the two asked in unison.

"Whatever, whatever," he replied, brushing it off with a simple hand gesture. "Now, getting to business, we'll have to brief the women on our new enemy. Black Baron, he calls himself." Kyle turned around and typed something into the computer. An image of Black Baron, standing stolidly, appeared.

"Whoa," Sara and Kimi breathed at the same time. "He's hot!"

Kyle turned to Sara with a look of shock and horror on his face, and Danny turned to his girlfriend with a mix of fury and hurt plastered across his features. "Excuse me?" Kyle asked, his arms coming up to cross over his chest. "Would you like to repeat that, girls?"

"And so Black Baron is changed to Danny,"Danny whimpered to Kimi.

"Oh, don't worry, no one can hold a candle to you," Kimi told him reassuringly, pecking him on the cheek.

"Much better," Danny replied, sitting back onto the couch with a smug grin on his face. Kimi smiled as well, leaning back into the crook of his arm.

"If we may continue," Kyle continued exasperatedly. "This is Black Baron. Apparently a master of weaponry and martial arts alike, he was impossible for the three of us to beat, so he shall be quite the challenge for all six of us."

Sara smirked, and Kyle caught this, but stated nothing. Instead, Clara took that upon herself. "Hey Sare, just because you think he's undeniably sexy is no reason to think you'll be able to beat him single-handedly."

"Clara!" Sara gasped. "If you want to talk about undeniably sexy, why don't you go sh-" But Clara promptly murmured an incantation to form a black mass over Sara's mouth. Sara counteracted it with her own magic, but let the argument go.

Kyle sighed in exasperation and rubbed his forehead. "The attention span of six-year olds! Now if we may continue, as we men of the team have seen, he has a gadget in that belt of his to counteract all of our powers. He's been able to outdo all of my weapons, he has a laser that can apparently hurt Taku, and he has weapons to throw off Danny's concentration while using his powers. The next time we see him, no doubt he'll have a trick up his sleeve for you three." Kyle nodded towards Kimi, Clara, and Sara.

"Well, until then, I guess we'll need to be training double hard," Sara suggested innocently.

"Don't give him ideas like that," Danny groaned.

"If you don't like my training regimens, then…well…" Kyle trailed off, thinking. "Well it doesn't matter what you think because I'm the leader and you have to follow my training regimens anyways."

Danny whined in annoyance. "I think that's very reasonable," Kimi cut in. "If we want to be able to beat this…person….whoever it may be, we need to train extra-hard and make sure we're in top condition to do so."

"Which is why I have set up a period of training for today. I know it's Sunday and I promised we'd never train on weekends, but I feel it's necessary. I have a bad feeling that we'll be seeing Baron very soon," Kyle told them. "Our training is for today at five-thirty until seven, so you guys have about two hours to chill until then, ok?"

There was a murmur of agreement in the room, and Kyle promptly ended the emergency meeting, letting his five other teammates go off their separate ways.

TT2